managing a squeak. But Will knew what she was trying to say, because his living room was littered with their clothing. He bent to scoop up her lingerie and lifted up his coffee table with the hidden compartment and dropped the lace quickly, letting the lid snap back into place as his mother entered the living room.
"Will, darling, there's a pie in the trunk of my car. Be a dear now."
Georgia squeaked again. Damn, she was adorable. Will curled an arm around her, scooting Rowe off her foot in the process, and gave her a quick kiss to her temple. Whispering, he said, "Follow my lead if you want to survive."
As expected, his mother turned her attention to where Georgia gripped his waist. And smiled. They were so fucked.
"William James Calder, who is this lovely vision? Your momma is always the last to know anything around here."
"Momma, this is Georgia. Georgia let me introduce you to Maribel Calder."
Georgia tensed a moment before she released him and stretched a hand out with a warm smile, "It's lovely to meet you, Mrs. Calder."
"Darling, Maribel please."
Will's eyebrows pulled together. His mother never liked any woman he introduced, and he'd never been forced to present any of his previous girlfriends to her while half naked. But Maribel Calder was shaking Georgia's hand and looking pleased as punch.
"Are you hungry, Georgia? I brought Will some of my fried chicken and homemade cherry pie. Will's missing the family cookout tomorrow. His daddy didn't want him to miss out on his favorites." She tugged Georgia closer, placing an arm around her shoulder and steering her into the kitchen. "You know how busy our Will is this time of year."
His mother hugged Georgia closer and gave that exaggerated sigh she had patented by the time he was eleven.
"That sounds lovely, Maribel. Thank you, but I should probably head out. Let you and Will catch up."
His momma neatly coerced Georgia onto one of the stools at the bar before saying, "Don't be silly, dear. I'm just going to drop off the food, and I'll be right out of your hair."
Taking the hint, Will headed back out to the car and scooped up the dishes neatly placed in the trunk. His momma must've packed enough food for a small army. The dishes were still warm to the touch and his stomach rumbled.
Will was rushing back into the house when another car pulled into his drive. Christ. Any other night he'd not have seen a soul, but the minute he had a woman in his house every crazy member of his family had to make an appearance.
* * *
M aribel Calder faced her from across the expanse of Will's stone counter and Georgia was about to start sweating. Even though Maribel had a sweet smile on her face, Georgia knew underneath it beat the heart of a fierce southern momma.
"Now, Georgia, Will never gave me your last name."
"Oh, my apologies." Unwilling to admit to this woman it was because her son didn't even know it. "Burke. Georgia Burke."
Maribel took a closer look at her, cocking her head to one side. "Dane Burke's sister?"
Small towns. Christ. "Yes, ma'am."
"Oh, I just adore that boy and that nephew of yours. They are such a pair."
Georgia merely smiled and fought the urge to fidget and pull Will's shirt away from her breasts. She was incredibly uncomfortable being practically naked while her one night stand's mother talked about her nephew and her brother. Jesus, Dane was not going to be happy to hear about his sister hooking up with a random guy while he was gone. And there was no freaking way he wasn't going to find out.
"Now, Georgia, I understand you live in Chicago then?"
Will practically skidded into the kitchen on his bare feet, carrying the dishes from Maribel's car. "Momma, this smells delicious."
Georgia grinned. He was so earnest, trying to keep Maribel's attention. But Georgia knew Maribel was no fool. As polite as she'd been, Will's mother knew exactly what she'd interrupted and wasn't the least bit uncomfortable about it.
Georgia curled her hand into Will's